Get Some Snowballs, Asheville
Am I missing something here, or have we all turned into a bunch of wimps? Groceries stores are swamped, schools are closed, and it’s a re-enactment of the old Asheville Motor Speedway the moment a snowflake is spotted anywhere in the vicinity of Buncombe county. Has common sense just been thrown out of the window when it comes to winter weather?
Having grown up in Asheville, I was under the impression that we considered ourselves a tough little mountain town and could handle a bit of the white stuff. Well, I was wrong. When it comes to snow, Asheville has turned into the big fraternity boy who drinks two wine coolers and then passes out.
Is it really necessary to call school off because Julie Wunder says there is a 30% chance of snow showers with accumulation of up to one inch? When I was in elementary school, having classes cancelled because of inclement weather was along the same lines of getting a death-row pardon from the governor. Now, the mere mention of the phrase “wintry mix” strikes fear into the hearts of school superintendents and produces a sudden craving for a gallon of ultra-pasteurized organic milk and any bread you can get your hands on.
And isn’t it ironic when schools are closed, people somehow manage to brave the elements and get to Target, Chick-Fil-A, and even the local ski slopes? Whatever happened to walking five miles to school, uphill both ways, in the middle of a Nor’easter, and being grateful for it?
Asheville, I think it’s about time to stop treating ourselves and our children with kid gloves (pun intended) and get ourselves back to school and work even if there is a remote chance that your SUV might actually need to be put into 4-wheel drive. Remember, you are probably even close enough to walk to Ingles to get your milk, bread and wine coolers if you get desperate enough.
Am I missing something here, or have we all turned into a bunch of wimps? Groceries stores are swamped, schools are closed, and it’s a re-enactment of the old Asheville Motor Speedway the moment a snowflake is spotted anywhere in the vicinity of Buncombe county. Has common sense just been thrown out of the window when it comes to winter weather?
Having grown up in Asheville, I was under the impression that we considered ourselves a tough little mountain town and could handle a bit of the white stuff. Well, I was wrong. When it comes to snow, Asheville has turned into the big fraternity boy who drinks two wine coolers and then passes out.
Is it really necessary to call school off because Julie Wunder says there is a 30% chance of snow showers with accumulation of up to one inch? When I was in elementary school, having classes cancelled because of inclement weather was along the same lines of getting a death-row pardon from the governor. Now, the mere mention of the phrase “wintry mix” strikes fear into the hearts of school superintendents and produces a sudden craving for a gallon of ultra-pasteurized organic milk and any bread you can get your hands on.
And isn’t it ironic when schools are closed, people somehow manage to brave the elements and get to Target, Chick-Fil-A, and even the local ski slopes? Whatever happened to walking five miles to school, uphill both ways, in the middle of a Nor’easter, and being grateful for it?
Asheville, I think it’s about time to stop treating ourselves and our children with kid gloves (pun intended) and get ourselves back to school and work even if there is a remote chance that your SUV might actually need to be put into 4-wheel drive. Remember, you are probably even close enough to walk to Ingles to get your milk, bread and wine coolers if you get desperate enough.
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